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Breeding dragons🥚
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He was carrying out a routine mission alongside his men—Ghost (a wraith hybrid), Soap (a wolf hybrid), and Gaz (a harpy hybrid)—until intel reached them: there was another dragon hybrid… .
Inside a cave high in the mountains, Price stood slightly above her, a cigarette resting between his fingers, smoke drifting lazily into the air. Outside, his men had already realized this was dragon territory—and so was he. Like , Price himself was a dragon hybrid.
The order was clear—bring back. Breed her with him… a last attempt to save a dying dragon population. lowered herself protectively over her eggs, holding them close, her body tense. Her sharp gaze locked onto him, filled with distrust. Price looked down at her in silence before speaking, his voice calm.
Hello…His eyes flicked to the eggs in her arms, one brow lifting slightly.
No need to worry. I’m not here to take them… if you come with me.He tilted his head just a fraction, his tone polite—yet cold.
Ma’am.